I'm going to have to work this weekend.

I just know it. DAMNIT. I've never worked a Saturday before, particularly because our head teller wants the overtime and never lets anyone else work the weekends. How that's fair, I have no idea. Well, apparently, she doesn't want to work this coming up weekend because it's a holiday. Yeah. So guess who gets to work? ME!!! Yay! Now, I'm not complaining about working on a Saturday. Really, I'm not. I need the extra money. I'd be glad to split Saturdays with H.T. (head teller) every month. It's only from 9-1, so it's not an excrutiatingly long shift, just enough for an extra 80 bucks or so. But it's a long weekend. My niece is having a housewarming party Friday night and I wanted to celebrate heartily with my family, but nooo. I have to remain sober so I can drive home to get up at 7:30. I never have plans on the weekends, why do I have to work THIS weekend? Hmphf.

Moving on, last night Jeff and I went and had a little drinky and decided that from here on out our Christmas/birthday gifts to eachother were going to be under $20. I think that's a great idea. It makes for so much less stress during the holidays. And seeing as everyone I know will be getting a nice homemade cake or card from me this year, my finances may just stay healthy.
Yay!

Speaking of Christmas, I've been thinking lately about how my cousins and I have pretty much all grown up. It's really strange, but in a good way. I can remember the days when we would hate Greg for finding the buried treasure in Ninny's backyard when it was the "kid's treasure hunt." I can remember Jaime and Jess talking me into climbing up on the roof of the 37 churches that surrounded Ninny's house (ok, like, 2, but it seemed like many more). It's hard to believe that it's been over 10 years since we played like that. Now we're all grown up with jobs and classes and husbands and wives (well, only Jodi and Duane, but still...). Caitlyn just went off to college and that's totally bizarre to me, but at the same time, I know she's where she should be. Jodi has two children, and that in and of itself is mind-boggling, not because she isn't a good mother (she's wonderful), but because she's my cousin and she has two daughters that she takes to school everyday and raises. It's just bizzarre to me. Drew and Tanner are big football stars in middle school! My friend Rachel, who was Drew's teacher last year told me one day about how Drew was writing a note to his girlfriend breaking up with her. Drew has a "girlfriend!" I remember when he was 2 and a half feet tall running around with fishing nets. Insane!!! Seeing where life has taken us all is a very neat thing to watch, and I can't imagine what it must be like for my mother and her brother and sisters. They must feel oooooooooold. :)

A few things that I have learned from my family are...

1) I want a big family as well. While I am terrified to give birth to several children, I do want them to have lots of siblings and a big family when they grow up and start having kids themselves.
2) Psencik blood is thicker than water.
3) It takes strong women to raise strong women.
4) Politics and religion should N.E.V.E.R. be discussed with passionate family members who have varying opinions (and varying levels of intoxication).
5) The drunker we get, the louder we get, and no one will ever be louder than we are.
6) No one eats more dressing than me at Thanksgiving.
7) Jess cheats during the Amazing Race.